Chapter 34: Chapter 34. A New Incident
Roger pretended to be confused, "What did you say?"
Amanda sneered, "I asked where you were last night?"
"Last night?"
"Did you come to my room last night?"
Roger looked at Amanda.
Amanda blushed, "I came to you last night for something, but I knocked on the door for a long time and no one responded..."
"Wait a minute!"
Amanda raised her eyebrows, "Why should I explain this to you?"
"What I want to ask you now is, where did you go when you were not in the room last night?"
"Roger, Amanda is down for dinner!"
At this moment, Andrine's voice suddenly came from downstairs.
"Okay, I'll go there!"
Roger responded loudly, and then quickly put on a piece of clothing.
"If you don't make it clear, don't even think about leaving!"
The girl stood at the door with her hips on her hips, and said without giving an inch.
"Amanda, come down to eat, you're going to be late for school!"
Andrine shouted again.
"I know..."
Amanda opened her mouth subconsciously, but just in the middle of speaking, a figure suddenly rushed over, and a strong palm pressed her lips fiercely!
"Boom!"
The bodies of the two were pressed together, and they slammed against the door with a soft sound.
Amanda's eyes widened, looking at the handsome face so close, her eyes almost burst into flames.
"What are you shouting for? Do you want Andrine to know that we are in the same room?"
Roger explained in a low voice.
Only then did Amanda realize the problem, but she still glared at Roger. She took a bite on Roger's palm, and the latter retracted his hand in pain.
But thinking of the soft touch from the palm just now, Roger looked over subconsciously.
"What are you looking at!"
Amanda snorted.
Roger was about to say something, but when he heard Andrine's footsteps coming from downstairs, he was startled, pulled Amanda away, and walked out quickly.
"Aunt Andrine, I was going to take a shower just now, but there seems to be something wrong with the faucet..."
Roger led Andrine to the end of the corridor, Amanda quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll let you go for now, if you don't explain it clearly to me, hehe..."
With a flash of pride in her eyes, Amanda opened the door and walked out.
"Elder sister?"
A muffled voice came from behind.
Amanda turned her head, and the sleepy little Jack was rubbing his eyes, looking at his sister cutely.
He turned around suspiciously, and looked at another room not far away, "Why did you get from brother Roger's room..."
Halfway through the conversation, the little fat man covered his mouth in surprise, "You two..."
"Stop your dirty thoughts!"
Amanda took a step forward and grabbed her younger brother's chubby face, "Breakfast is ready, go downstairs to eat quickly, you'll be late for school!"
"Ah..."
Little Jack moaned and screamed, "But sister, our grade has extracurricular activities today, so we don't need to go to school..."
"Then let me go downstairs to eat!"
Amanda said a little arrogantly.
"I see. You don't want mother to know what happened just now."
Little Jack had a sly look on his face, "Hey, it's not that simple."
He put his hands on his hips, "Give me half of your pocket money!"
"Why don't you just grab it?"
"That 1/4!"
"Go and sue!"
After haggling for a while, she finally managed to gag Little Jack with a new toy.
Looking at the satisfied younger brother, Amanda blinked, what did I do? Why did I promise him?
Did nothing happen to me and Roger?
"It's all that guy!"
During the meal, Amanda kept staring at Roger viciously. Roger looked calm on the surface, but he was always thinking about how to deal with Amanda's problem.
It's definitely not enough to tell the truth, but if you don't say anything, there will be problems.
At this moment, Andrine suddenly received a call, and after a few words, he grabbed a sandwich and left in a hurry.
"Roger, help me send Jack to the town museum later, the police station has something to do, I'll go first!"
"Amanda, go to school!"
Tuk Tuk!
Amanda knocked on the table and looked at Roger with an unkind expression, "Tell me, what's going on?"
Roger frowned, "Go to school first, and I will tell you everything when I get back."
"I promise!"
Seeing the solemn expression on Roger's face, Amanda was really taken aback by him for a moment, she hesitated and then nodded.
Little Jack looked at it in a daze, but when he thought about the toy he was about to get, he didn't say anything, and ate the food on the plate happily.
Amanda ate a few more mouthfuls and pedaled her bicycle to school, while Roger waited for Jack to finish before taking him to the town museum.
This town has a history of hundreds of years. It is said that there have been many outstanding figures. There are several ancient families in the town. They collectively funded the construction of this museum.
The formalities at the school haven't been completed yet, so Roger doesn't need to go to school in the past few days. After handing Jack over to the teacher, he hurried back slowly.
Passing through an intersection, he saw a group of people gathering together, as if they were discussing something. Roger didn't pay much attention to it at first, but he couldn't help but stop when he heard the words "beast attack" by accident.
"What happened?"
The uncle who was asked was wearing a sun hat. He looked up at Roger, "There was another attack by a wild animal. The body was just found in the woods near the northbound road."
Roger was stunned. The place the uncle mentioned seems to be the only way he must go to the cabin in the forest every day?
"When did this happen?"
"The body was found this morning. It was badly bitten. It is said to be very miserable."
"The time of death should have been last night, what is doing in the woods?"
The middle-aged uncle sighed, "It's really not peaceful recently, you little guys are fine and don't run around."
Roger nodded approvingly.
"Is the identity confirmed?"
The middle-aged uncle shook his head. The police station has issued a notice and is identifying the body.
Roger frowned, and a cloud of gloom rose in his heart, "The incident of the beast attack happened again. Is it a coincidence that the other party appeared there?"
Reminiscent of the Ivy I saw not long ago, Roger felt as if there was an invisible big hand covering him in the dark.
"I must improve our strength as soon as possible!"
He had tried it yesterday, and the books assimilated by the hut in the forest could no longer be manifested. Taking a step back, even if he handed over the transformation book, the woman would probably not let him go.
Regardless of whether the man was killed by a wild beast in the forest because he was following him, improving his strength was the most important thing.
He spent all the money on his body, bought the necessities, and then chose a new place, and got into the mountains and forests.
He stopped and stopped along the way, searching for herbs according to his memory, until the entire backpack was filled, and then he changed direction and came to the hunter's hut.
After setting up the various instruments, Roger began to prepare the medicine.
Chapter 35: Chapter 35. Attacked
Manor.
Sherman sat in the study, quietly looking at the newspaper on the table.
Just then, a red-faced man knocked on the door and walked in.
"Sir, the identity has been confirmed. It is Mal. He was bitten to death by a wild beast."
"The woman from Mal's family is making a noise in front of the police station. She said it must be the woods you sent him to..."
Sherman frowned, "Give her some money and send her away."
Although this woman put on a face of being greedy for money after her man died, she actually told the truth of the matter by mistake.
"You asked him to follow that boy. If he doesn't work hard, what is he doing in the mountains?"
The red-faced man muttered.
Sherman shook his head, "Although Mal is greedy for money, he is serious about his work. Since he went to the woods, it can only mean one thing."
Sherman raised his head, "He followed that boy."
"Keep an eye on him! Don't do anything in the town. There have been enough things recently, and there is no need to cause trouble."
"But if he goes into the woods again."
Sherman gave the red-faced man a look.
"You should know what to do."
"I understand sir."
The red-faced man replied.
"Keep your hands and feet clean, don't leave any traces, and feed him to the wolves after asking."
"Understand?"
As he spoke, he took out a brown glass bottle from his pocket, "Apply it on your body, and they won't attack you."
The red-faced man took the glass bottle, turned and left.
Sherman walked to the window and looked at the young man in the yard, "Two of them have already died, and if you add this young man, there will only be one left and you're done."
......
Looking at the neatly placed glass bottles in front of him, Roger showed a satisfied smile on his face.
"Concentration potions, these made from psychic water should be enough for a long time."
He opened a hidden compartment under the floor and put some of the potions into it, and carried most of the rest with him, ready to put it back to his home in the town.
After finishing all this, he drank an exclusive potion, picked up the wooden stick, posed, and practiced again.
More than an hour later, Roger, who was sore and limp, collapsed on the bed, falling into extreme exhaustion both physically and mentally. After setting a time, he fell asleep in a daze.
When he woke up, his stomach was empty. He took out fast food from his backpack and stuffed some indiscriminately. Roger suddenly felt that there was a need for a kitchen in the hut.
He just returned to modern life, and he still feels that hamburger and fried chicken are extremely delicious, but he have eaten too much in the past few days, and he really miss the simple handmade food of that island!
Looking at the time, it should be around 2 o'clock in the afternoon. The herbs in his hand have been exhausted, but Roger still plans to go out to collect some.
After this configuration, he discovered a problem. One of the intermediate links in several formulas needs to use the same three kinds of herbal medicines.
It is some kind of substrate, he can collect it in advance, and then make some, which will save a lot of time in the process of configuration.
As soon as he thought of it, he emptied his backpack, opened the door and left the wooden house. Before leaving, he thought about it and hung the iron ax he bought on his waist.
This ax was much sharper than the one he had on the island. Although it looked a bit bruised, it was at least a weapon.
The afternoon sun is a bit scorching, but there is a cool breeze next to the cemetery. Regardless of the environment, this is really a good place to escape the heat.
He passed through the cemetery, and most of the tombstones inside were collapsed and incomplete. Judging from some vague writing on them, it was at least a hundred years old.
This time, he didn't choose to approach the road, and he swept over the entire area over there. Even if there were fish that slipped through the net, the number probably wouldn't be too many.
Changing direction, he went deeper.
The further south he went, the more lush the trees became, and there were almost no traces of human activities. This time he prepared a compass, as long as he didn't run around like a dead man, he shouldn't lose his way.
The whole afternoon, Roger stayed in the woods until he filled his backpack again. He raised his head, and the sun in the sky was setting to the west. It would not be long before it would be dark.
"There's not enough time."
Now he can't wait to spend 24 hours here. If the arrangement is proper, he should be able to exercise three times a day, and his progress rate will become extremely amazing.
Turning over a small mound, Roger subconsciously identified the direction, but at this moment, his heart tightened, and his body suddenly jumped forward, and he rolled on the ground, and then leaned against a small tree superior.
"Hey..."
He looked up, and in the dark bushes, a wild wolf with its fangs bared pounced on the place where he had just stood.
If he had reacted a little slower just now, he might have been thrown down by now.
Taking a deep breath, Roger didn't feel any panic in his heart. He slowly untied his backpack and reached for the iron ax hanging on his waist with his right hand.
Compared with the first time he encountered wild wolves a few days ago, his own strength has not improved much, but the corresponding fighting skills have qualitatively changed.
At least from a layman to a skilled person.
Many moves in general swordsmanship are not suitable for attacking, but the reason is the same. Roger raised his elbow slightly. This posture is not only convenient for him to defend, but also can quickly chop out the iron axe.
With previous fighting experience, he believes that as long as he seizes the opportunity this time, he can severely damage the beast on the opposite side with one blow!
"Bring it on!"
Roger let out a low growl, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "I'm short of the beast's heart to make potions."
After speaking, he did not passively defend, but took a step forward, pretending to launch an attack.
The beast on the opposite side seemed to understand Roger's provocation, leaned slightly, kicked its hind legs on the ground, and rushed over.
Roger had just turned over a mound before, so the beast was standing on the high point of the mound at this time. He was standing relatively low, and with the height difference, if he jumped at this time, Roger would have almost no resistance room for.
At the critical moment, instead of retreating, he moved forward, swung his left hand violently, and hung the untied backpack on his arm. With a loud shout, his physical strength exploded, and he ran into the wolf that was rushing over!
Puff!
The backpack was soft and could not cause any harm to the beast on the opposite side, but under Roger's full charge, relying on his weight advantage and speed, he still knocked the wild wolf on the opposite side into the air.
His body was only slightly stagnant, and in the next second, Roger decisively threw his backpack, his body accelerated again, and he held an ax in both hands, slashing forward!
The wild wolf turned up from the ground and slapped Roger's backpack away with its front paws, but the next moment, the sharp iron ax was in front of him.
The skull of the wild wolf is hard, and Roger did not choose the more deadly neck, but aimed at the part where the torso with the largest body area of the beast connects to the hind legs.
Pooh!
Roger's current strength is astonishing. With the addition of skills, this ax accurately hits the target.
The skin was cut, the muscles were torn, and the sharp ax blade cut a big gash in the wolf's body, blood spattered, revealing the white leg bones underneath!
Ooow!
The wild wolf let out a scream and was chopped down by an axe. It got up from the ground, and turned around, and fled to the distance without even thinking about attacking Roger.
"Want to run?"
Roger gave a low cry, raised his ax, and chased after him!
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